30-05-2026, 04:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 30-05-2026, 04:34 PM by SilverArrow. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
Ustad whispered to Monica, " Time for the suspense no Monica?"
Monica smiled " oh you guys still remember,I thought you guys have forgotten!!"
Ustad made a face and brought out a large packet of Birthday cake with Rakesh name written !!
"We will do the secret thing after we cut the cake"
After cake cutting and putting on each other's face
, Bheem stood up and walked to the side table. He picked up a small black box that had been kept there quietly. He brought it back and placed it in front of Rakesh without making a big announcement.
“Rakesh bhai,” Bheem said in his deep, calm voice, “we got you something small. For your birthday”
Rakesh looked at the box and smiled lazily.
He opened the box slowly. Inside were two packets of strawberry-flavoured condoms. The bright red packaging with strawberry pictures looked playful and naughty.
Rakesh stared at it for a few seconds, then let out a small laugh.
“Arre waah…Really ? strawberry? You guys really thought this through.”
Everyone chuckled. The mood was light and friendly. There was no awkwardness — just the easy banter....
Monica looked at the packets and felt her face grow warm. She felt shy, but she didn’t want to stay quiet. She decided to join in with her usual playful energy
She smiled shyly but spoke in a teasing tone.
“Two packets? That’s ambitious. Were you guys thinking about Rakesh’s stamina… or your own?”
The room went silent for a second, then everyone burst out laughing. Bheem laughed the loudest, shaking his head.
“Both, maybe? We like to be thorough.”
Sonu added with a smirk,
“Rakesh bhai should be thankful. We’re looking out for him.”
Monica laughed softly, feeling a little more confident now. She looked at the men and replied with a small, daring smile.
“You all are too much. But I appreciate the thought. At least you didn’t bring something boring like a clock or a photo frame. Though I have to say… strawberry flavour? What makes you guys like that ”
She giggled
Everyone laughed again. The atmosphere was charged but still light and playful.
Rakesh was still chuckling as he kept the box aside.
“Best anniversary gift ever,” he said, his voice slurred but happy
“We just wanted to give something useful" Ustad muttered
Monica looked at him and smiled.
She was still shy at her core, but she was enjoying the playful energy in the room.
After some time, Raju stood up and brought another small box from the side table. This one was wrapped in black paper with a thin red ribbon. He placed it gently in front of Monica without saying much.
Monica looked at the box, then at Raju.
“For me?” she asked.
Raju nodded.
“Yes. From all of us.”
Monica felt her heart beat a little faster. She slowly picked up the box and untied the ribbon. She took her time opening it, her fingers moving slowly. The room had gone quiet again, but it didn’t feel awkward.
She opened the box.
Inside was a sexy red baby doll dress. It was made of soft, sheer fabric with delicate lace details. It was short, barely reaching mid-thigh, with thin straps and a deep neckline. The material was almost see-through in certain lights.
Monica stared at the dress for a long moment. Her face turned red, but she didn’t look away. She slowly lifted it out of the box and held it up. The sheer fabric felt soft between her fingers.
The room was silent, but the silence felt warm and friendly rather than tense.
Rakesh looked at it and let out a small, nervous laugh.
“This is… nice.”
Bheem smiled and said in his deep voice,
“We thought you should have something nice to wear tonight, Monica. Something that makes you feel beautiful.”
Monica looked at the dress, then at the four men. She felt shy, but she also felt a strong playful confidence rising inside her. She decided to respond with her usual sass — this time even bolder and fresher.
She smiled shyly but spoke in a teasing, slightly erotic tone.
“This dress is very short… and very see-through. You guys really want me to wear something like this?You’re all quite naughty, aren’t you?”
Everyone laughed loudly. Bheem clapped his hands and said,
Raju added with a calm smile,
“You’ll look beautiful in it. Trust us.”
Monica held the dress up and looked at it again. She could already imagine how it would look on her — how short it would be, how much skin it would show, and how bold she would feel wearing it. A part of her felt shy, but another part of her felt excited and confident.
She looked back at the men and said with a small, daring smile,
“You all planned this very well.Though I have to say… this dress is so small, I might have to be careful how I sit”
Everyone laughed again.
Ustad smiled and said,
“Happy anniversary, Rakesh bhai. Enjoy.”
The night was slowly coming to an end, but the energy in the room was still high. Monica sat there holding the baby doll dress, her mind racing with thoughts. She didn’t know what exactly Ustad had planned when he said “when the second half starts, I’ll make it happen,” but she could feel that something was about to change.
She looked at the dress one more time and then at Rakesh, who was still smiling like a happy drunk man.
Monica smiled " oh you guys still remember,I thought you guys have forgotten!!"
Ustad made a face and brought out a large packet of Birthday cake with Rakesh name written !!
"We will do the secret thing after we cut the cake"
After cake cutting and putting on each other's face
, Bheem stood up and walked to the side table. He picked up a small black box that had been kept there quietly. He brought it back and placed it in front of Rakesh without making a big announcement.
“Rakesh bhai,” Bheem said in his deep, calm voice, “we got you something small. For your birthday”
Rakesh looked at the box and smiled lazily.
He opened the box slowly. Inside were two packets of strawberry-flavoured condoms. The bright red packaging with strawberry pictures looked playful and naughty.
Rakesh stared at it for a few seconds, then let out a small laugh.
“Arre waah…Really ? strawberry? You guys really thought this through.”
Everyone chuckled. The mood was light and friendly. There was no awkwardness — just the easy banter....
Monica looked at the packets and felt her face grow warm. She felt shy, but she didn’t want to stay quiet. She decided to join in with her usual playful energy
She smiled shyly but spoke in a teasing tone.
“Two packets? That’s ambitious. Were you guys thinking about Rakesh’s stamina… or your own?”
The room went silent for a second, then everyone burst out laughing. Bheem laughed the loudest, shaking his head.
“Both, maybe? We like to be thorough.”
Sonu added with a smirk,
“Rakesh bhai should be thankful. We’re looking out for him.”
Monica laughed softly, feeling a little more confident now. She looked at the men and replied with a small, daring smile.
“You all are too much. But I appreciate the thought. At least you didn’t bring something boring like a clock or a photo frame. Though I have to say… strawberry flavour? What makes you guys like that ”
She giggled
Everyone laughed again. The atmosphere was charged but still light and playful.
Rakesh was still chuckling as he kept the box aside.
“Best anniversary gift ever,” he said, his voice slurred but happy
“We just wanted to give something useful" Ustad muttered
Monica looked at him and smiled.
She was still shy at her core, but she was enjoying the playful energy in the room.
After some time, Raju stood up and brought another small box from the side table. This one was wrapped in black paper with a thin red ribbon. He placed it gently in front of Monica without saying much.
Monica looked at the box, then at Raju.
“For me?” she asked.
Raju nodded.
“Yes. From all of us.”
Monica felt her heart beat a little faster. She slowly picked up the box and untied the ribbon. She took her time opening it, her fingers moving slowly. The room had gone quiet again, but it didn’t feel awkward.
She opened the box.
Inside was a sexy red baby doll dress. It was made of soft, sheer fabric with delicate lace details. It was short, barely reaching mid-thigh, with thin straps and a deep neckline. The material was almost see-through in certain lights.
Monica stared at the dress for a long moment. Her face turned red, but she didn’t look away. She slowly lifted it out of the box and held it up. The sheer fabric felt soft between her fingers.
The room was silent, but the silence felt warm and friendly rather than tense.
Rakesh looked at it and let out a small, nervous laugh.
“This is… nice.”
Bheem smiled and said in his deep voice,
“We thought you should have something nice to wear tonight, Monica. Something that makes you feel beautiful.”
Monica looked at the dress, then at the four men. She felt shy, but she also felt a strong playful confidence rising inside her. She decided to respond with her usual sass — this time even bolder and fresher.
She smiled shyly but spoke in a teasing, slightly erotic tone.
“This dress is very short… and very see-through. You guys really want me to wear something like this?You’re all quite naughty, aren’t you?”
Everyone laughed loudly. Bheem clapped his hands and said,
Raju added with a calm smile,
“You’ll look beautiful in it. Trust us.”
Monica held the dress up and looked at it again. She could already imagine how it would look on her — how short it would be, how much skin it would show, and how bold she would feel wearing it. A part of her felt shy, but another part of her felt excited and confident.
She looked back at the men and said with a small, daring smile,
“You all planned this very well.Though I have to say… this dress is so small, I might have to be careful how I sit”
Everyone laughed again.
Ustad smiled and said,
“Happy anniversary, Rakesh bhai. Enjoy.”
The night was slowly coming to an end, but the energy in the room was still high. Monica sat there holding the baby doll dress, her mind racing with thoughts. She didn’t know what exactly Ustad had planned when he said “when the second half starts, I’ll make it happen,” but she could feel that something was about to change.
She looked at the dress one more time and then at Rakesh, who was still smiling like a happy drunk man.
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